As you get older
Do you see clearer now
Or is it that the clutter is less
Some things that seemed important
Have faded now and I can see
The other side
So peace is the prize
That greets you for the years
And the aches and pains
Are the price for this clarity
Smiles come to me easily
And people respond.
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Smiles come to me easily And people respond./// beautiful greeting to old age!